Nora Le Mars Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not the chick. The tech! W-H-O-R-E. Wireless. High-frequency. Operational. Radio. Equipment. Yeah – I’m an installer. Radio-electronic junk’s my life. Been wiring up these babies forever. Got my hands dirty. With circuits. Antennas. All that jazz. Christopher Walken style – ya dig? Pauses. Mid-sentence. *Emphasis* where ya least expect it!

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Le-Mars ain't no fancy big city, but it got heart, yess, pretty darn hearty. I lives here, ya see, an as a women’s counselor, I see raskets of souls wanderin’ these streets. Err, Downtown Le-Mars is where it all be happenin’. There's Main Street – oh, the Main Street!– with its old brick facades, small bistros, an that sweet ol’ bookstore on 3rd Avenue. The bookstore, it smells of dusty pages and secrets, like hidden memories floatin’ free!

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